We are taking great care of your students. Relax and enjoy a week free from active parenting. Now would be a great time to enjoy a good book (I've got some parenting book suggestions if you are interested), take a spontaneous road trip, or just spend some alone time with your spouse. It was a hot trip down and it's incredibly muggy, but all is going well and all the students are responding well to leadership, the speaker, and the worship. Before leaving for camp, I came across this letter that was forwarded to me in an email. I assure you that we will be taking better care of your kids than this. Enjoy!
Dear Mom and Dad:
Our Scoutmaster told us to write our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and are worried. We are all okay, only one of our tents and two sleeping bags got washed away. Luckily, none of us drowned because we were all up on the mountain looking for Chad when it happened.
Oh yes, please call Chad's mother and tell her he is okay. He can't write because of the cast. I got to ride on one of the search and rescue jeeps. It was neat. We would never have found Chad in the dark if it wasn't for the lightning.
Scoutmaster Don got mad at Chad for going on a hike alone without telling anyone. Chad says he did tell him, but it was during the fire so he probably didn't hear him.
Did you know if you put gasoline on a campfire, the gasoline will blow up? The wet wood didn't burn but one of the tents did and a lot of our clothes. David is going to look weird until his hair grows back.
We should be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Don gets the car fixed. It wasn't his fault about the wreck. The brakes worked fine when we left. Scoutmaster Don said that with a car that old you have to expect something to break down; that's probably why he can't get insurance. We think it's a neat car. He doesn't care if we get it all dirty, and if it's hot he sometimes lets us ride on the fenders. It gets pretty hot with ten people in a car. He let us take turns riding in the trailer until the highway patrol man stopped and talked to us. Scoutmaster Don is a neat guy. Don't worry, he's a good driver. In fact, he is teaching Terry how to drive on the mountain roads where there isn't any traffic. All we ever see up there are logging trucks. Scoutmaster Don hopes that Terry can drive us home.
This morning all of the guys were diving off the rocks and swimming out in the lake. Scoutmaster Don wouldn't let me because I can't swim and Chad was afraid he would sink because of his cast. So he let us take the canoe across the lake. It was great. You can still see some of the tree tops under the water from the flood. Scoutmaster Don isn't crabby like some Scoutmasters. He didn't even get mad about the lifejackets. He has to spend a lot of time working on the car so we are trying not to cause him any trouble.
Guess what? We have all passed our first merit badge. When David dived into the lake and cut his arm, we got to see how a tourniquet works. Wade and I threw up, but Scoutmaster Don said it was probably food poisoning from the left-over chicken and not the blood. He said he got sick that way from food he ate in prison. I'm glad he got out and became our Scoutmaster. He said he sure figured out how to get things done better while he was doing time.
I have to go now. We are going to town to mail our letters and buy some more beer. Don't worry about anything, we are all fine.
Love,
Timmy
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